King of Hollywood

“It's a wonderful evening, isn't it?” The award-winning guest who walked up from the backstage, just in the early 40s, with a round of mustaches, famous writer William? Nicholson smiled in front of the microphone and made his opening remarks, "Of course, every Oscar night is wonderful, especially when we get the little golden man. I bet it was definitely a lot more fun then listening to a guy who could only touch a trophy while hosting. ”

“Ha-ha-ha.” It's also interesting to see Christo being twisted around.

“This is discrimination, and I will reserve the right to protest, William.” Standing under the stage, Christo immediately lifted his arm and looked at Nicholson on stage as if he had been badly hurt.

Unfortunately, Nicholson did not abandon him and continued to say to his guests: “As we all know, writing is not an easy thing to do, whether adapted or original, so even if you don't win an award or even have a nomination tonight, you don't have to be foolish and believe that you are the best, then one day you will be the best. ”

The clapping applause went off, and everyone was applauding him, including Adrian. Though he didn't think so from the bottom of his heart, he wasn't stingy.

“Well, let me now make a nomination for the Screenplay Award.” William? Nicholson started reading the nomination list, "Fan of April, Peter?" Barnes; Big River Love, Richard? Frankie; The Comedy of Tragedy, Michael? Derman; Howard Manor, Adrian? "Smell the Fragrance Woman," Adrian? Corwell. ”

Every time you say a name, the narrative screen splits a small piece of the name of the person you read, because Adrian has two nominations, so the screen is divided evenly into four pieces.

“It would be nice if someone could get five nominations in five scripts in the future, so that the screen would just have to play his footage without splitting it up.” Just next to the screen, Christo suddenly said in an emotional tone.

Had it not been for the list, I'm afraid the lobby would have had to be filled with the laughter of the guests. Even so, there are a lot of low laughter.

“If that were the case, wouldn't it be better to send the trophy home instead of the award?” Adrian couldn't help but scold, and his nervousness, which was about to be revealed, eased a lot.

He quickly realized this and was surprised for a few seconds before releasing again. The lack of response is definitely not a normal person, after all, it is the Oscar King Statue Award, although he calculated it for a long time, but he is inevitably excited to face it.

So, will my first little golden man be born from here? Adrian looked at himself on the screen and remained calm, at least on the surface, but below, like many others, he stirred gently with his hands together.

“Let's see who's going to take the trophy to the envelope in his hand, and he looks at the list, and he starts frowning, and obviously the name doesn't surprise him.

“Howard Manor, Adrian? Colwell." William? Nicholson announced loudly.

Music played and then clapped his applause, Adrian had such a moment of trance, but he quickly adjusted, stood up and smiled and nodded to the guests who applauded to him, and shook hands with the members of the rising crew before walking to the stage.

“Congratulations, Adrian.” Nicholson said, handing the little golden man in his hand to him.

“Thank you, William.” Adrian gripped him and stood in front of the microphone.

The applause slowly went down and Adrian took a breath and thought past his head before opening his mouth: "Well, my first feeling was that Mr. Oscar was heavier than I thought. ”

A slight laugh sounded.

“The second feeling is, thank you to the judges for awarding me this award, and thank you very much, at least this year I will not return empty-handed.” Adrian grinned deliberately.

Another smile.

“The third feeling, I think, is that Billy and Mr. Oscar are becoming more and more alike. Perhaps the judges could consider replacing Mr. Oscar with his image in the future. Soon, anyway, and in the meantime, they could recognize Billy's contribution to the award ceremony.” Adrian looks at Billy standing next to the screen with a smile? Christo.

This time it turned into a laugh, not far away from Billy rolled his white eyes and his mouth twitched straight.

It wasn't until a little quiet that Adrian took a deep breath: "Well, first of all, I want to thank King's College at Cambridge University for selling me the right to adapt and produce the novel. Secondly, I would like to thank those who have doubts about my adaptation, and it is precisely their views that have made me more careful in writing the script and not in daring to make a mistake. Then I would like to thank those who supported me, and I would not have adapted the novel perfectly into a script without their support. ”

Speaking of which, Adrian settled down, and the divine color grew: “Next… I want to thank my godfather and my friend Claude, who stayed by my side during the most chaotic and light-hearted of times, and who always helped me encourage me to cheer up, without whom I would not be today. Finally… I want to thank my parents, my parents in heaven, and I hope… I want them to see, to see me now, to be proud of me, and I really want to say to them," I love you guys, this is my first Oscar trophy, and it will be one of the most valuable and memorable. Thank you, thank you all. "

He opened his arms and raised them high, his voice swallowed and his eyes sparkled with light. A few seconds later, there was a thunderous applause in the lobby, and everybody held their hands up and applauded him. Nicholson and Billy near the big screen? Christo is no exception.

Adrian, who owed himself on stage, came down to the stage in a warm round of applause and was again warmly embraced when he returned to his seat, and several ladies deliberately kissed him on the cheek.

“Congratulations, Ed, I'm sure your parents will be proud of you.” After sitting down, Monica grabbed him and said, "There's nothing in her eyes but sincerity this time.

Adrian smiled and patted her hands slightly, nodding her head to thank her. Then he muttered in his heart: Perhaps the best male lead could be awarded to me.

The divine state revealed at the end of the speech was perfected entirely in the scene of his mechanical movements. The image or external image is important, even if the people around you know what kind of person you are, but superficial kung fu must be done well.

It's not a big deal to have scandals, scandals and scandals only give stars more attention, psychologists have tested, a group of ordinary people photos, and if you tell the tester who has had any scandals or scandals, the tester needs to remember more.

However, scandals and scandals must not be the main means, they are like desserts after meals, they can be had or not, but they must never be considered as regular meals. Hollywood's openness does not mean that mainstream values can be ignored, so unscrupulous actors and singers are always marginalized.

So it's very important to maintain a positive image, and smart people who want to be part of mainstream society don't expose their true appearance without reservation. As Adrian said to Claude, celebrities only show the public what they want them to see.

Since some of his images will be known sooner or later over time, the richness of his emotions becomes the best annotation by supplementing them with other aspects. However, Adrian is not performing entirely. After all, this soul is merged, so the emotional impulse is a real reflection, otherwise it will not be as emotional.

Well, let's change our gaze on the awards stage, because Adrian's previous remarks were quite heavy, and Christo was no better than to flirt with anything, and after a few playful words, he invited the next guest to the awards. Now that the last one is the best adaptation, then naturally the next is the best original script, both awards have always been awarded together.

“The Man, John? Sville; The Cry Game, Neil? Jordan, The Lowlife Novel, Adrian? Corwell;" The Couples ", Woody? Alan, Unforgivable, David?” Award guest Deborah? Cox read the nomination list, she was a middle-aged woman of nearly 50 years and was also one of Hollywood's best writers.

Adrian took a deep breath, held Monica's hand tighter, and gave her a worried smile as she looked over. Can we break the record once? Get two screenplay awards for Best Adaptation and Best Origination at the same session? He looked at the stage with his lips and eyes blinking, as if all his attention had been drawn to the envelope in Debra's hand.

“The winner of the best original script is Cry Game, Neil? Jordan" Deborah stunned for a moment and announced it out loud.

The music went off, and the Cry Game crew went off, and a big round of applause, Neil? Jordan also looked excited and excited and embraced by his colleagues. It's just that there's a lot of noise in the applause compared to the best adapted script ever released, especially on the side of the three drama clubs, "Smell the Incense Woman," "Howard Manor," and "Lowlife Novel," and obviously a lot of people think the award is unfair.

“Well, gentlemen, it's nothing.” Adrian stopped everyone's noise at this time, saying that it was impossible not to disappoint him, which was a good opportunity to increase the halo for himself. But now that the judges have all decided to give the best original script to others, don't expect them to think they've made a mistake, so it's better to welcome the noise than it is, as long as the more important awards that follow don't go wrong.

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